elkarrde: Sometimes, place to be looks so far away...
elkarrde: Can I go down there?
elkarrde: Above the clouds
elkarrde: Fighting gravity well
elkarrde: Hiding behind a stake.
elkarrde: Trying to be like feathers.
elkarrde: Branches and clusters, prepared for winter.
elkarrde: Caught the moon
elkarrde: Chasing the moon
elkarrde: Catching the moon
elkarrde: Deserted battlegrounds
elkarrde: Dry weeds
elkarrde: Through the branches
elkarrde: Hidden paths
elkarrde: Thorns
elkarrde: Boquet on red